"You look so cute with the reflection of the sunset in your wet body." Roman whispered, his eyes full of bliss.
Dean blushed. Roman ran his hand through Dean's face and kissed, him deeply and softly. Their relationship had been difficult. They've been through hate to despise to longing and now... love? All the time hiding their meetings. Truth be told, the secrecy provided a lot of excitement to their relationship, but it was also stressful. However, this time was different. They were in another level of intimacy and both knew it.
Anyway, Dean couldn't keep thinking because of the gentle caresses, the soft kisses, the warm of these new sensations wrapped him as a cocoon. Where both guys were safe, free. Where they had no past, no hurts, no disgraces haunting them. Man, Dean was melted by the sweet way Roman treated him, as he was a delicate piece of art. The auburn haired man didn't understand how it is that Roman could be the monster that bombed the dumpster. Right now he was nothing more than a sweet lover. Roman soft laugh made Dean squirm. It was amazing and weird at the same time.
Roman laid Dean in the edge of the pool and gently kissed his neck, tickling the younger man. His hands quickly ran each other's bodies and soon they were lost in each other.
"One of your drones could record us." Dean said with a laugh.
"I control everything babe, if that happens I'm gonna save that recording." Roman softly buried his nose against Dean's. "Don't worry, just for me."
"Okay." He whispered so close to Roman's lips.
Roman was wondering how he could keep his feelings inside. He was totally crazy about this young man. He wanted to keep the teenager for him. And now, this was probably their last day together, he felt desperate, asphyxiated. He had to prove Dean this was the best thing for him. Right now he was focused in to provide a new and wonderful experience for Dean. Hopefully the younger man would see their chemistry was beyond a bed, it was about the same goals in life, the same passion for power, the same lust.
They kissed again, both guys were panting as they deepened the kiss. Hands caressing and touching each other's skin turning on their bodies. The flame of their unspoken feelings were consuming them. Shortly after Dean was softly riding Roman's cock.
"You're so wonderful. I want this to last as long as we can. Don't want to leave you. Don't want to lose you." Roman whispered sweetly.
"Roman..." Dean moaned in a deep pleasure as he arched his body. Eyes blissfully shut as he surrendered body and soul.
Roman smiled at the sight. Dean was so cute and sexy. Roman's wet mouth sweetly kissed Dean's cheek as they continued rocking.
"Mmm." Dean just purred.
"I'll make love to you so softly, so sweetly that you will never forget this day." Roman said as he thrusted harder.
Roman had learned very well the exact point that made the teenager scream and rubbed the spot slowly, making the other man squirm with pleasure. Dean's soft gasps and lustful moans turn him on even more, and his hands pumping the auburn haired man hard on, were the icing on the cake. The pace only increased when they were close to ecstasy. Both moaning and holding on to each other for dear life. Dean opened his eyes and saw Roman watching at him in pure bliss, his brown irises full of feelings, full of... love?
It was enough and Dean came undone, his body writhing as he repeated again and again his lover's name. It was a beautiful sight. Dean writhing in pure pleasure. No blackmails, just his free will as he surrendered to Roman.
I love you Roman. I truly love you.
Dean wanted to scream his feelings in the top of that tower, but he couldn't.
Roman came almost at the moment, He tightly held Dean's lithe body as he whispered in his ear sweet nothings. The monster was not the monster. He was just a man in love.
Roman eyed Dean with a soft tender expression. This was something new for the both of them. Dean was enchanted with this side of Roman he never knew even existed
"I want to take care of you," Roman's voice was deep and full of emotion, "I want to take care of you in every possible way, Dean."
For the first time in his short life Dean felt… loved. Was it even possible? Could a man like Roman feel love? Dean was sure Roman never loved Seth, the two toned was just a body to enjoy and use. Maybe Dean himself was one too. He didn't care about it. He loved this man that much that it wasn't really the problem. He could be a body, he willingly do whatever Roman asked for. He could live happy just to please this man's pervert desires. He loved him that much.
The problem is that you killed my family and didn't help my people...
I wouldn't be able to live happy with you remembering that you killed my family...
Dean decided to push those thoughts out of his mind. At least for now, he just wanted to enjoy this.
The samoan looked at him so deep as he wanted to discover the darkest secrets of Dean's soul. Maybe he knew it. Maybe he always knew Dean loved him. At least he wasn't saying anything to embarrass the younger man.
"We need to make you even more gorgeous for tonight," Roman softly said as he smiled.
His smile was so honest. Dean couldn't believe this was the man he had been hating for almost ten years. This was the man he had been loving for ten years.
Shortly after both men were smartly dressed. Roman's suit was navy blue and a beige shirt. The suit outlined every curve and muscle of his body. Dean could even see the outline of Roman's big dick inside the slacks. Everything about Roman was so out of this world. Dean was as starstruck as the first time he saw him.
Dean wasn't even aware of his own beauty, but Roman was. Roman was eyeing his lover as Dean was wearing a black suit with a very subtle stripes of a light black. He wore a very pale skyblue tshirt that matched his baby blue eyes. Dean's hair was totally combed. It wasn't the unruly mop of hair he always sported.
Dean watched himself in the mirror amazed of his change. He couldn't deny to his own reflection that his presence screamed power and Dean wanted to be like this forever. Powerful, the prince of this city. The prince of this empire. The man that everyday would surrender to the touch and the lust of the samoan beauty beside him.
I love Roman and I want power...
I want this, I don't care about any other thing...
I can't forgive you, Roman...
Dean was in the middle on an internal battle. This time the stupid voice was nowhere to be found. Roman bury his nose in the neck of his gorgeous lover. Dean felt that shiver running through his body.
"I feel a lot of things for you little one," Roman whispered.
Dean widened his eyes as he took Roman's chin, watching him straight in the eyes, "What do you feel?"
"The same things you feel for me." Roman said confidently, "The day I announce you as the prince of this place I will tell you."
Dean's mouth hung open. He wanted to know and at the same time he didn't. It was better if they pretended they didn't know what was happening.
Roman's phone ringed and the samoan had to answer. Dean was breathing hard trying to reassure himself. He had decided to keep fighting against Roman but every minute he was reconsidering his choice.
He killed my family…
I still love him...
I had never loved any other person...
I will never love any other person than the murderer of my family...
"It's time to go my darling." Roman opened a drawer and presented a beautiful black mask, decorated with brilliant skyblue lines. Roman softly put the mask on Dean's face tying a knot in the back of his head. Man, Dean looked even more gorgeous, mysterious, sinful.
Roman put his own mask that was almost the same but with silver details. However, Dean's mask was bigger, it was made to cover Dean's eyes and nose and a part of his forehead. Roman's just covered his eyes.
Roman smiled and held Dean covering the younger man's eyes with one of his hands, "Is this or I will have to sedate you."
"It's okay." Dean whispered as he let Roman guide him outside the tower. Dean knew if he tried something stupid. The security team would kill him in the same moment.
They arrived at the place that was the biggest hall on the only five stars hotel in L.A. The place was elegant and the people around were the military leaders and scientist. Roman let Dean wander around the place as he greeted his subordinates. Dean was watching a chocolate fountain. He remembered chocolate. It was delicious and sinful. Chocolate reminded him of Roman, man he was totally in love.
Dean took a strawberry and bit it. Almost immediately he felt someone watching him.
"Roman disguised you as a person," Kevin laughed, "Still look like a homeless. There's no homeless in L.A. so the only place Roman could have picked you is outside the city. There will be a lot of people happy to know this."
Dean smirked, "You should of say these stuff to Roman. Maybe all this courage you think you have with me disappears... with him."
Kevin smirked, "The little gold digger thinks he's authority. Believe me, this city hides more things than Roman's dick."
"I've been inside this city for a long time. You believe me, there's nothing more interesting in this shitplace than Roman's dick." Dean smirked back.
"At the end of your journey. That's the only thing you will have." Kevin said confidently as he left Dean alone.
"This asshole…" Dean murmured. "Was he hinting he's going to betray Roman?"
Dean frowned as he stared at his lover walking towards him.
"Are you having fun, babe?" Roman's deep voice was Dean's greatest weakness.
"This place is amazing," Dean admitted.
A soft song was being played. Dean had never heard something like that.
"Do you know how to dance?" Roman asked.
"We used to do it a long time ago. When we were little kids." Dean said almost to himself, "Growing up in the dumpster is hard."
"You're not there. If you let me take care of you, you'll never have to be there." Roman whispered in Dean's ear.
Roman pulled his auburn haired lover from his waist as he took him to the center of the hall. Other couples were dancing. The music was soft, almost romantic and Dean felt like he was trapped in some kind of fairytale. This gorgeous prince was dancing with him. He wanted to take Dean out of his poverty and offer him wealth, power and… love.
I love you… I love the murderer of my family.
Dean smiled and let himself be embraced by the emperor of this city. They danced together as they have no problems, no enemies and no crusades. The chemistry between them was insane, Dean could see why Roman invited him. Roman wanted the auburn haired man to notice their chemistry outside a bed. Roman was right, they wanted the same things, they were in the same page. They were in love.
That was what Roman tried to say, wasn't it? That he feels the same…
Dean was afraid to know the truth. Because if he knew it… he would never be able to leave Roman and he had to leave him. He had to kill him.
They were dancing inside their small bubble of happiness. It was weird and people began to notice it.
…
"Where is Seth?" Charlotte couldn't believe her eyes. She had just arrived to the party.
"It could be suspicious if we ask for him. Nobody knows who we are," Tony whispered.
"I remember Seth saying that Roman loved him and that he wasn't the one to blame for the bombing. But look at him, the damn bastard is happy dancing with a man who is not Seth." Charlotte wanted to cry, "You know, I think Roman fooled our brother and he did bomb the dumpster. Seth was so blind by the love that he believed his words."
"Seth told us he could prove that Roman was innocent," Tony was as indignantly as Charlotte watching the samoan that seemed in love with this other guy and Seth was nowhere to be found. "Anyway, he'd be only innocent of that. He still destroyed other people's life."
"I just want to find Seth. I want to take our brother to Europe and arrest Roman for all the misfortune and pain he has scattered in the dumpster and in Seth's life. This man is trash and I'll be happy when I see him in jail." Charlotte tried to fake a pleased smile as she entered in the hall.
Obviously the fact of being a woman brought all the attention in the room over her. All the men in the room were astounded watching the beautiful woman sauntered in the hall as she owned the place. Some other women were cleaning stuff around the place. It was like a delusion, a woman so beautifully dressed and be escorted by a man as she was an important person… that she was.
Roman and Dean were unaware of the attention the woman attracted since they were totally focused on each other. Roman kissed Dean as they danced. Dean kissed him back, there was no shame.
"Roman," Sami's voice pulled him out of the fantasy.
Dean looked at the floor avoiding Sami to recognize him.
"This may be something really important." Roman was clearly annoyed by the interruption.
"It is. The European delegation is here." Sami was trying to look at Roman's new lover but the other man avoided any possible contact. "Seth just died and you have a new partner?"
Roman eyed Sami almost as he was about to punish him for his audacity, "Seth is totally alive. Whoever that tells you otherwise, is lying."
Roman said this so confidently that Sami was astounded. Dean was amazed too. So, Roman knew it but… How could Roman know Seth was still alive?
"Who are you?" Sami asked to Dean.
The auburn haired man just shrugged and left Sami without any explanation. Dean followed Roman but stayed at some distance from his lover.
Roman just at the rest of the men in that place was surprised. This was a woman. The leader of the delegation and the person whose conscience needed to buy this time… was a woman.
Charlotte smiled confidently, "Good night Mr. Reigns. I'm Charlotte Flair."
Roman quickly recovered his confidence, or at least he seemed to, "Nice to meet you Miss Flair. This is a party in your honor so I hope you enjoy it as much as you can."
Charlotte smiled, "I will… no doubt. We need to talk anyways. I need to see how things work inside this place and make a report for the organization I represent."
"This is a party. I suggest you to enjoy it and we can talk tomorrow." Roman smirked.
Roman obviously needed time to figure out how to deal with this unexpected situation and this was the perfect excuse. Plus, this will give him more time to spend with his lover.
"Great, then…" Charlotte was wearing a really tight dress, the most of the men in the hall were drooling over her. "I will enjoy the party and tomorrow at noon we can have a meeting."
"It will be a real pleasure," Roman was the epitome of confidence. "I thought I made clear that this was a masquerade."
Charlotte wasn't wearing a mask. Tony had one just as the rest of the people at the party.
"I don't like masks, Roman. Can I call you that?" Charlotte was invading Roman's personal space.
"Only if I can call you Charlotte." Roman didn't seem nervous by her obvious flirting.
She untied Roman's mask, "Something tells me this is not your real mask. The real one would be something more difficult to take off."
"Everyone wears a mask, Charlotte," Roman took back his mask as he caressed her wrist and hand in the process, "I'm pretty sure yours is more interesting than mine."
Charlotte was stunned. Roman wouldn't be an easy target as she thought. Anyways she kept pretending confidence.
"We will talk about these topics tomorrow." She smiled.
"See you tomorrow then…" Roman kissed her hand, "Sami here will be your guide and you can ask him whatever you want."
Roman left her surrounded by all the men drooling over her as he walked away and never looked back. He was in control of everything around him.
…
Charlotte, Tony and Sami were in some private area talking. The blonde woman had no other way out than trust Sami.
"Where is Seth?" She asked.
"Do you know him?" Sami was astounded, "You were talking to me all this time, not him…"
"My cousin here is not my real cousin." She explained, "We met when we were kids back in the dumpster. We met Seth there too. We are his brothers."
"But his brothers were… men."
"We disguised her as a boy to save her of the cruel fate women suffer in the dumpster." Tony intervened.
Sami smiled, "Yes, this is so Seth." Sami sighed, "I thought he was dead."
Charlotte and Tony were paled.
"Dean, the leader of the misfits. He helped me to take Shane out of his confinement in exchange for information. They attacked Roman and tried to kill him. In that crossfire well… Dean told me they killed Seth and Roman didn't give a shit about."
"That fucking demon…" Tony clenched his fists.
"Tonight Roman assured me that Seth is alive. I don't know how. Dean is not honest and Roman well you know him. I don't know what to believe."
"I'll find out if Seth is still alive. I'm sure that demon killed him." Charlotte wanted to cry.
"I don't think so," Sami was thoughtful, "Believe it or not… Roman truly loved your brother. I saw it. He lived to make Seth happy. Roman has changed a lot since those days."
"Please, he's a murderer. He bombed the dumpster." Charlotte insisted.
"He didn't," Sami explained, "That's why I think Roman is saying the truth and he knows Seth is alive. Roman had zero interest in the dumpster, yet he helped people there. He did it for Seth. The bombing was set by Roman's most powerful enemy. He did it because he knew Seth came from there. Roman had the city against him and he blamed himself for that and since then he stopped helping the dumpster. That was the beginning of everything: the deterioration of his relationship with Seth and his transformation into the man he is now. I've been here through all the process, if anything I can say in Roman's favor is that he really loved your brother. However that doesn't delete his multiple crimes. He has murdered a lot of people. Every person that dared to be against him, all of them are dead."
"Seth still loved him?" Tony needed to know.
"He didn't but… he just couldn't forget the fact that Roman rescued him from the dumpster the day three soldiers were about to rape him, and well even if you hate him... truth be told, he saved you guys. He sent you both to Europe." Sami looked at both guys who wanted to say something about that fact but obviously didn't find any reason to object Sami's statement. "That was the last thing he did for the love he felt for Seth."
…
Roman and Dean were kissing in the garden.
"What do you want? Just ask for it." Roman said as he held his lover near a fountain.
I want this night lasts forever, because we're not meant to be together...
Dean was crying.
Why this has to be so difficult?
Why did I have to fall for you?
Why did you kill my family?
We could be happy now. We could love each other, but although what I most want is for you to make love to me and forget all the damn past that haunts me. I can not forget the dead bodies of my brothers and Mick.
Dean held on to Roman as he cried even more.
"Oh my god, all I want is to be with you." Dean said in a sea of tears.
"I want the same. I want to make you my prince and make you happy. You have no idea what you have done to me." Roman softly petted Dean's hair.
I want to be with you...
I want to forgive and forget…
I can't do it…
"Roman... I made up my mind." Dean whispered, his eyes full of emotions.
An explosion disturbed everyone at the party. They all started running terrified, several shots fell near Roman and Dean. One of them hit one of the younger man's arms.
"Dean!" Roman ran toward his lover.
They both looked for a shelter as a series of shots hit the floor near them. Roman took Dean's jacket off as a trail of blood fogged the auburn haired man's shirt. The Samoan quickly ripped off the fabric of the jacket as well as the sleeve of the shirt and made a tourniquet to avoid bleeding.
"I have to get you out of here, I have to take you to a hospital." Roman didn't understand what was happening.
"You have more enemies than my people?" Dean said holding his arm that obviously hurt.
"I'm not supposed to have them." Roman, had a gun on his ankle that he quickly drew.
Roman called his security team from where he was. They heard bursts of shots. The Samoan could see a motorcycle parked near one of the emergency exits. He grabbed Dean from the healthy arm and led him to the bike.
"Hold on to me with your healthy arm I will get you out of this pandemonium." Roman was totally focused on take Dean out of the building.
Dean nodded but getting out was not easy. Several armed men were in the vicinity of the place. Roman, however, was a skillful shooter. Dean could see up close as Roman with one shot ends up with two or three of his aims, clearing the way to the bike.
Throughout that journey, Roman used his body as a shield to protect the wounded teenager. Dean watched in amazement as Roman got on the bike next to him and drove at full speed as he fired more shots to clear the way.
Roman arrived at one of the medical stations. He parked the bike and called his security team to indicate his location. Even now Roman remembered his time as a warrior, and remembered how he had healed similar wounds in his comrades. He used several of the medical equipment and removed the bullet from Dean's arm. The teenager stared in amazement as Roman took care of him with dedication. He never thought he could see such a thing in this man. Roman healed the wound, sutured it, and bandaged it.
Why do you have to be so good to me now?
Why, if you destroyed my life before?
Why do I have to love you so much?
Why do I have to hate you so much?
The Samoan sat down near the stretcher where Dean was sat, sighing several times.
"You said you had already made up your mind," Roman sighed, he was sure Dean was going to choose to stay with him in LA.
Dean was still sobbing. No doubt this decision would mark his life forever.
"I want to stay with you, I want to be your prince and that you make love to me in your damn tower every day of my life." Dean's blue eyes were red and puffy, he was crying again.
Two armed men knocked down the door of the room where Roman and Dean were. Apparently they had followed them there. Roman never let go of his weapon so almost instantly, the Samoan killed both guys with a single shot.
"My goddamn security team doesn't show up yet." Roman motioned for Dean to follow him.
Roman got a call, "My security team is coming to the medical center. They're getting us out of here and-"
Roman turned to see if Dean was following him and found the teenager aiming a gun at him. In his hurry Roman didn't watch Dean and the teenager had grabbed one of the murdered soldiers' guns.
Everything seemed to happen in slow motion. The intensity of their feelings surrounded them as they knew this was the end of the fantasy.
"It's incredible, I was so crazy about you that I completely dropped my guard." Roman had his gun in his hand but he couldn't use it because Dean would shoot first. "So, this is your decision."
"I told you, Roman! I want to be with you and I want to love you but you can't pretend that I forget what you did." He cried uncontrollably, his gaze was somewhat lost, "I fucking love you!"
Dean seemed almost crazy and his hands trembled trying to hold the gun. Roman tried to aim his gun and Dean shot his. The shot grazed the Samoan's skin causing him to bleed but didn't hit it full.
"You love me, yet you're going to kill me. Then hurry up, shoot your fucking gun because my security team is about to arrive and if you keep pointing at me they're going to destroy you." Roman's face showed anger, disappointed, deceit.
"Why did you do this to me?" Dean was almost speechless from the crying, "Why did you have to get inside my heart?"
"Because something in you made me crazy, because for a moment I thought I had found the right person for me, and I felt this stupid connection with you and... l fell for you like an idiot, I offered you things that neither Seth who honestly loved me," Roman couldn't believe it, "I didn't even offered these things to him. But every mistake is a lesson and today if I survive, you'll regret not having murdered me, Dean Ambrose."
"Why do I love you even knowing you killed my family?" Dean screamed shaking his head repeatedly.
"What the hell are you talking about? I don't even know your family!" Roman was hurt and angry.
"The day you destroyed Vince's government I saw you in the dumpster. I fell in love with you in that moment. But I was a naive nine years old kid and I thought you were this handsome hero and I loved you every damn day, until the day you bombed the dumpster! Your army destroyed my home and killed the man who was like my father and the other children who were like my brothers. You left me with no family!" Every word made Dean more unstable, "Since that day I hated you, and now you came back to my life and you did this to me and I don't know what I'm doing. I don't know what I'm feeling. I hate you so much and I hate myself even more because I still love you."
"Dean, you're wrong, I-" Roman couldn't keep talking because Dean shot the gun again.
"Don't you dare, Roman. You have to hear this!" Dean's body was shaking and he was still crying, "The day of the bombing, I swore on the dead bodies of my relatives that I was going to kill you. I can't just pretend that did not happen. I can't do that, because I couldn't live with my own conscience. No matter how much I love you. No matter how much I fell for a murderer. I can't."
Dean fired his gun, again. This time a shot straight to Roman's chest. The Samoan fell forward and his face hit the ground. Dean released his weapon astonished by what he had done.
"Incredible, I was defeated by the brat I fell in love with." Roman stammered.
"You love me? Oh my god, you love me just like I love you," Dean pulled his hair in despair. "It doesn't matter, our love will always be cursed!" Dean approached Roman, "You cursed us the day you bombed the dumpster."
"I didn't bomb anything, you stupid brat." Roman could hardly breathe, "You think it was you who couldn't forgive me but now, now it's me who will never forgive you. You hurt me as no other person has hurt me, and I'll never forgive you for this."
"You didn't... What did you say?" Dean was trying to process Roman's words.
Dean couldn't ask for anything more. The security team was coming and the teenager had to run away.
I told ya, this chapter was too long. I tried to shorten it but failed, I'm sorry. Anyways, let me know what you think about the chapter. About Charlotte's intentions, and about Roman and Dean cursed love.
Thanks for the support, fav and follows. Reviews are always welcomed.